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Circus

Thank you

By SJ kellyPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Complete darkness encapsulates a stadium filled to its capacity. You can hear peanut shells cracking as they break beneath the feet of small children. The savory smell of buttered popcorn engulfs each nostril, as the quiet chitter chatter from estranged peers creates a vibration that shakes every seat. Leaving a palpable taste of anticipation waiting to exit upon each exhale. Without warning, a spot light shoots center, with every sense now in attendance, the ringmaster steps forward to address the crowd.

“Good evening,

Good evening...

It's with your consideration,

I dedicate all motivation,

To be focused on the lotus,

Placed within this three ring circus.

Through uncertainties we serve him,

Trust no man here be certain,

With each belief believed with earnest.

For if questioned…

Let that be thy burden",

Amongst the crowd,

A voice cries out,

“I'll take the weight!

Now tell us!

What's our purpose!?”

Revealed,

Was the man behind the curtain...

“You are welcome!

Now please!

Enjoy my circus!”

As it must,

The show went on.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

SJ kelly

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